Evil Wang Pampers His Ghost Doctor Fei Chapter 3221: He wants the throne

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Mu Fengyun's white robe has holes everywhere, his hair is messy, there are a few bruises on his body, his breath is unstable, and his spiritual power is exhausted.

Mu Qianxi took out a bottle of medicine and said, "Father, first recover. Jiuye has caused you to suffer, I will avenge you!"

Mu Fengyun smiled contentedly: "Xi'er is so kind to daddy."

Jiuye never thought that this man who was a father would be so good at selling miserably, he was not an ordinary scheming.

Jiuye said: "Xi, I will wait for you in our room."

He eats the food that Xi cooks a lot more times than Mu Fengyun, so why doesn't Mu Fengyun envy him?

"What is your room? Does my site have your share? You are a little white face with a thicker skin than the city wall." Mu Fengyun was furious.

Jiuye has disappeared, and Mu Qianxi said, "Don't be angry, old man! I have money and can afford my daughter."

"Even if you want to raise a small white face, you shouldn't find such a difficult and difficult master!" Mu Fengyun was worried.

"No way, Jiuye looks good!" Mu Qianxi said with a smile.

Mu Fengyun's face stiffened slightly. My baby girl just liked him... I like him. I can't talk about this topic anymore. The more I talk, the more my heart hurts.

Looking at Mu Qianxi's smiling face, Mu Fengyun was relieved that he was not there every time when Xi'er grew up all the way.

Now that he can meet her, it has been the blessing of his life to see him so happy.

He didn't mention all the things before, as long as Xi'er is happy.

"Well! I want to taste Xi'er's craftsmanship."

Mu Fengyun turned his anger into appetite and ate so much for the first time.

"My father used to be in poor health and couldn't cook, and he couldn't touch the smell of oily smoke. As long as Xi'er likes it, I will make it for Xi'er every day." Mu Fengyun said with a happy face.

Xuanwu and they looked at their father-in-law in amazement. Most people think that the principle that the gentleman is far away from the kitchen is correct, not to mention that the foster father is the prince of Fengyun and the royal family.

The father-in-law is full of joy and wants to cook for Qian Xi.

Mu Qianxi smiled and said: "Daddy, can I interview you? Grandpa is so poor in cooking, how did Daddy practice such skills?"

Mu Fengyun couldn't help covering his stomach when he thought of his father's cooking skills.

As the most highly anticipated emperor grandson of the Donghuang Mu clan, Mu Fengyun has learned practice, strategy, warfare, and the way of employing people from an early age, but there is no such thing as cooking.

It was purely poisoned countless times by my relatives who liked to show off their cooking skills at the beginning, so I gave up my dim sum to study cooking.

Mu Fengling also remembered the fear of being dominated by his father's cooking skills. If he hadn't secretly opened a small stove to save him, he would have been anorexia.

Elders also have dignity. Even though your father is unreliable, he still has to keep a little dignity in front of his granddaughter and a group of grandchildren.

Mu Fengyun said: "My culinary talent is good. I learned it after studying it. I haven't practiced for a long time. I will work harder in the future. 　How about the kid’s culinary skills? I can’t even satisfy my beloved’s stomach. , What do you want him to do?"

The corner of Mu Qianxi's mouth twitched slightly and said: "In terms of cooking, Jiuye is my grandfather's apprentice."

Mu Fengyun's expression is hard to say, "Hurry up and let him go!"

The whole family had a delicious meal and swept away all the meals.

After Mu Qianxi went back, Jiuye, who had been guarding the empty room for a long time, had been waiting for a long time. He hugged Mu Qianxi and kissed it.

After all the air was looted, Jiuye still had no idea, "Xi, I want to open a small stove!"

"Okay! What do you want to eat and do when you order?" Mu Qianxi smiled.

Mu Qianxi is so happy, Jiuye is not welcome at all...

"Um..."

Prince Fengyun came out again, and the atmosphere of the entire Xuantian realm was different from usual. The Beigong Dynasty sent many people to look for Mu Fengyun's traces. At this time, Prince Beigong, who had been asleep for a long time in the East Palace of the Beigong Dynasty, also opened. Closed his eyes.

The eyes were cold and deep, his fists clenched, "Damn! I slept so long."

The person who wakes up is Bei Gong Jue!

He frowned, Bei Gonghan successfully swallowed the soul of the Evil Emperor Necromancer, because it takes a lot of effort to digest such a soul, so that his soul will fall into deep sleep and give him a chance.

His body trembled slightly, and he was a little disturbed, who had absolute superiority and initiative in front of Bei Gonghan.

When Bei Gonghan completely merges with that soul and becomes stronger, it will not be as easy to be restrained and suppressed by him as before, and it will be easier for him to regain his body.

"Damn it!"

"Before Han wakes up, I must become stronger, what must I do?"

Prince Beigong woke up and quickly learned about the various major events that had happened in the Xuantian Realm, and Mu Fengyun returned.

Mu Fengyun shows up and is bound to fight the Eastern Dynasty. Before that, he must...

A dim light flashed through Beigong's eyes, and he quickly summoned his own staff.

"All ready!"

Having been sunk in the female sex, Beidi was asked by the prince to go to the morning court. He was tired of the recent beauties, so he followed Beigongjue.

Early in the morning, the Beigong Empire, the Manchu dynasty, civil and military all rushed over.

The prince, who has always been diligent, didn't arrive. After discussing some trivial state affairs, he was all right, and naturally he was about to retreat.

"His Royal Highness is here!" At this time, someone reported.

The prince Beigong wore an extremely luxurious brocade robe, and he was well-dressed. His handsome face was like a god.

He walked over step by step and looked at the Northern Emperor on the throne and said: "Father, you have been in charge of the Northern Palace for some years, and you are not too young now. This throne should be handed over to your children. Are you right?"

Everyone looked at the Prince Beigong dumbfounded. The Prince Beigong was sleeping when he returned from the tomb of Xuantian Earth. He didn't expect to make such a request the next day after waking up.

His Majesty does not have much real power. He is a puppet emperor. The entire Beigong dynasty has long been under the control of His Royal Highness, but his arrogant proposal of this matter in the early dynasty is completely rebellious!

Even if you want to be the Northern Emperor, you can privately ask your Majesty to issue an edict.

"His Royal Highness, Your Majesty is still in prime of life, it is too early to give way now!"

"His Royal Highness, your ambition is well known in the world, you are too impatient!"

"The throne of the Northern Emperor is destined to be yours. Are you persecuting your Majesty now? It's so unfilial!"

The prince of Beigong was in control of the Beigong dynasty, and of course he made a lot of enemies. Some people still saw Beigong unhappy, so he stood up and scolded! Duty him!

The Beidi's face showed a dazed look, he stood up and said: "Shut up all to me!" He looked at his son and said: "You want my throne, do you mean it yourself? Or does it mean your mother?"